It is undeniable that Yang Zhending's trick is indeed very good, and he has made a deep conspiracy, which can be said to be unscrupulous in order to escape for his own life.

This nine-trick jade itself is an extremely yin thing, and it has condensed thousands of years of essence and blood, not only this nine-trick jade, but any kind of extreme yin thing can attract zongzi.

After the big meat zongzi slashed Xiong Maolin to death, all the soldiers were basically panicked like a nest of rats scurrying around, and there was not even a direction, as long as there was a road ahead, no matter where it led, just run forward.

At this time, it is basically about luck, after all, this big meat dumpling does not have three heads and six arms. It is impossible to grasp all directions at the same time, so this is only the mood of looking at the big meat dumplings, whoever is targeted, then who is unlucky.

It stands to reason that the meat dumplings that are cruel and sexless when they see a living person should choose the nearest slaughter, which is completely irrational and selective.

But no one probably thought that Meat Zongzi turned around and continued to stare at Yang Zhending, who had already run the farthest, with a pair of white eyes, and let out an angry roar, flying towards Yang Zhending.

I'm afraid that Yang Zhending's heart is also extremely broken at this time.

Even Zhao Yang couldn't guess for a while, among so many people, why the meat dumplings were just staring at Yang Zhending.

Or does Yang Zhending have meat dumplings on him that he likes, or wants?

In fact, these have little to do with Zhao Yang, Yang Zhending's death has solved a problem for himself. What Zhao Yang cares about the most is that if Yang Zhending dies very simply, then it will be difficult to find a suitable opportunity to get out.

If you rush out now, there is also a certain amount of great risk.

This is like when he met Long Yunliang at the Infant Tomb, once Yang Zhending wanted to bring himself to the funeral, the consequences would be even more unimaginable.

So Zhao Yang sank down, feeling that he would have to wait and see, hoping that Yang Zhending would have a better face and have the strength to have a few tricks with this meat dumpling, and then take the opportunity to rush over again.

Da Da Da ......

Da Da Da ...... Da Da Da ......

At this moment, suddenly the sound of machine guns exploded intensively, and the bullets crackled on several iron torture instruments beside Yang Zhending, and sparks flew everywhere. At this moment, Yang Zhending was so frightened that he subconsciously held his head, and quickly made a dodge action, almost not falling to the ground.

A few of the bullets hit several people from the Guanzhong Gang who were following Yang Zhending, and they were directly shot to death, without even having a chance to breathe.

It was none other than Xiong Maolin's subordinate Adjutant Liu who shot him.

All of Xiong Maolin's subordinates fled around in a lost soul, but only Adjutant Liu held a Czech light machine gun in his arms, and shot fiercely in the direction of Yang Zhending's escape, and at the same time scolded Yang Zhending: "Yang Zhending, you fucking brute, we have treated you well for so many years!" Do you want to go? If we want to die today, let's die here together! No one wants to get out alive! ”

No one thought that in the end, the most bloody person was Adjutant Liu, who could be loyal to such a point, it was really comparable to Wangcai.

While scolding angrily, Adjutant Liu continued to hold the Czech light machine gun in his arms, and continued to shoot wildly in the direction of Yang Zhending, and the dense bullets shot at Yang Zhending and the surrounding Guanzhong Gang like a ghost crying wolf.

The bullet doesn't have long eyes, and it feels faster and more ferocious than the meat dumplings.

This made Yang Zhending temporarily hide behind an iron plate next to him.

Adjutant Liu is by no means an idle person, he has fought with Xiong Maolin for so many years, and naturally he has practiced good marksmanship. If you continue to rush forward, who can withstand the strafing of a light machine gun?

At this time, Yang Zhending gritted his teeth, and his face was very ugly.

Originally, he bought himself some time to retreat, but he didn't expect to be restrained by Adjutant Liu.

This is indeed Yang Zhending's complete neglect of Adjutant Liu before, but it is too late now.

The dense light machine gun fire was mixed with the angry roar of the big meat dumplings.

The meat dumplings are approaching, and they can't run, and they can't hide. Under the double threat of death, Yang Zhending almost fell into a state of despair at this time.

But Yang Zhending is also an extraordinary person, if he is really afraid, then Yang Zhending will not instigate Xiong Maolin to lead the troops to continue to advance.

"Iron crutch, cloth ink line, find a way to buy a little time to drag the zongzi, I'll solve the son of a bitch!"

Yang Zhending yelled at one of his subordinates.

"Hmm!"

The middle-aged man known as the iron crutch immediately responded, took out an ink cartridge from his body, first fixed the ink wire to an iron pillar next to him, and then threw the ink cartridge directly at the person opposite.

The person on the other side immediately took the cartridge and quickly wound it in the same way, and then continued to throw the cartridge out.

This kind of method of multiple people cooperating with each other to arrange ink lines to control meat zongzi is not the first time Zhao Yang has seen it, and it must be the most useful means of controlling zongzi in their Guanzhong Gang.

However, for this kind of big meat dumpling with extremely deep yin qi in front of him, with only one ink line, Zhao Yang felt that he was probably a little reluctant.

And that's exactly what happened.

When the meat dumplings that flew over hit the ink line, it was like an electric shock in an instant, and a burst of crackling sparks shot out, which made the angry roar of the meat dumplings even more crazy, and the tight ink line was directly broken in the violent struggle.

At the same time, Yang Zhending took the opportunity to rush out from behind the iron plate, holding a white bone prepared in advance, using it as a javelin, and shot towards Adjutant Liu violently.

Poof......

Yang Zhending's long-range throw was very accurate, and the white bones more than one meter long were more sharp because of the fracture, like an arrow, which directly pierced Adjutant Liu's stomach, piercing it through, and Sen Sen's white bones went in, and the red bones stained with blood came out from behind.

Adjutant Liu, who was holding a Czech light machine gun in his arms, looked down at the bones pierced in his stomach, and thought that he would continue to shoot at Yang Zhending with his last strength.

But because the Czech light machine gun was too heavy, and the recoil was strong.

Adjutant Liu just pulled the trigger repeatedly, and instantly fell to the ground due to the unstable lower plate, and was shaken by the strong recoil, and never got up again.

It seems that some of the images often seen in movies that are shot indiscriminately and can continue for a while after being shot into a sieve for the sake of visual effects and heroism are fake......

Yang Zhending immediately looked to the side at this time, and the meat dumplings that broke through the ink line seemed to be even more manic than just now.

"Second master, the ink line is not good! I can't stand it at all! ”

One of them shouted hysterically at Yang Zhending.

"If you can't stand it, you have to top it, continue to lay ink lines, no one can give me back down, remember that now all of our lives are tied together, and the ink lines still have a certain effect on this beast. As long as we work together, we still have a great chance! Let's go together, we want to die together! ”

Yang Zhending immediately gritted his teeth and roared, showing the collective spirit of coexistence and death to the fullest, and said it impassionedly.

But in reality, there is no chance of bullshit.

The reason why Yang Zhending was so impassioned to boost morale and let everyone work together was just to let these subordinates give themselves another chance to retreat.

If Yang Zhending directly said that he couldn't beat this kind of frustration, everyone would definitely run faster than the other, and the first meat dumplings to chase would definitely be himself.

Yang Zhending himself was puzzled and confused, why did this meat dumpling stare at him alone?